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The planning phase

Mad woke up tiredly, trying to move his arms forcefully and found them shackled. Mad wanted to scream at the world but kept his mouth shut.
"And here is a perfect example of why we don't let Mad out." Masky spoke from the mind space sassily like he was presenting in a documentary.
"OH SHUT IT! I did a better job than you ever would!!" Mad screamed, trying to get out of the shackles. To anyone who wasn't him, he seemed crazy.
"But I couldn't talk us out of that! Plus, we had a score to settle anyways." Mischief spoke like a bratty child from the mind space, pouting as usual.
"Both of you shut up!" Mad yelled once more, he wanted to try and summon a blaster to bust the cell door down but his magic wasn't working.

DAD DAD DAD DAD DAD DAD
HELLO FATHER YOU HAVE RETURNED
ARE YOU OKAY??

Mad put his head down, glaring at nothing as the liquid like face changed to basic Masky, "We are fine, Mad is just being a pain, we could use some back up though." Masky explained calmly, just chilling in the uncomfortable position of his arms being forcefully held up by shackles.
"I never thought I would be in this situation again.." Masky mumbled as he looked to the shackles.

Error took a deep breath in the antivoid and opened his eyes, "Okay they finally calmed down, the voices are talking to Masky right now give me one second." He said to Ink simply, crossing his arms.

okay everyone we need to calm down.
father spook is fine, we just need to ask what the plan is?
FATHER SPOOK WHATS THE PLAN
WHAT DO WE DOOO

Masky sighed and tried to pop his neck, it failed cause of the little wiggle room he had, "Well, for one, we don't have a plan. And secondly, we need a way to get out of here." Masky explained.
Masky wondered if there was anyone outside of the cell, making sure he didn't escape.

.....
father are you forgetting you have us?
WE'RE MESSENGER OWLS FROM HARRY POTTER
shut it millennial
we can pass on messages to error!!!!!

Masky looked down in thought, speaking after a few seconds. "Alrighty well, tell him we need backup on aisle 8, negativity spill, need a broom and some strings." Masky joked, motioning around with his hands and tilting his head up and to the left.

.....
Thank you silent dot person
we were just trying to help :(
Jeez...:((((

Error sighed. He facepalmed slowly. "How did he........... How did he make them sad?" was the only thing he murmured under his breath as he leaned back against the wall.

Masky sighed and put his head back down, "We're in nightmare's castle, we need help here. I didn't mean to make you sad." The masked skeleton said exhaustedly as he took in his surroundings.
There seemed to be two other sets of shackles in this one cell, quite roomy actually. There was also some moss in the corner, scrumptious.

we shall do it now that youve realized :)
ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR

Error sighed and opened his eyes again, getting off the counter and pacing. "I think I've got it down." He said, crossing his arms. "So, the Maskies got stuck in nightmare's castle, are now imprisoned and need help?"

YOU GOT IT!!!
yup now please go help our father

Ink's eyes turned into exclamation points, "Really?! How'd he get there??" Ink was confused, not many go to that place willingly.
Error flung his hands up into the air in a 'I dont friggin know' gesture before placing them down again, holding himself, pacing still. "Okay, so we just have to get there and help him, he has to be in the prison they have which isn't the easiest to get into. But we can do it if we know who is guarding it. They all have different skill levels." Error stopped pacing and sighed.
He closed his eyes, "Okay voices, we need to know who is by the cell watching Masky."

GOT IT BOSS!!!
okay masky. we need to know whos outside the cell guarding you. can you see them?

Masky narrowed his non existent eyes, trying to lean over to where he can see beyond the concrete walls. "Negative. They are out of sight." Masky sighed, "Mad, who did you see?" Masky asked the other persona,
"HOW DO YOU THINK IM SUPPOSED TO KNOW?? I was unconscious!" Mad yelled at him from within the mind space, clearly still aggravated from the earlier scuffle.
"Well, you're as helpful as always..." Masky sighed, "There was a hooded fellow, the octopus, the scary one, and a chap with a red scar under his right eye." Masky recounted when they were dragged in.
The other personas can see what is happening outside when they aren't in control, but if one is unconscious, they are all unable to access the body.

"The octopus is Nightmare, the scary one is Horror, and the other one should be Dust, I'm pretty sure." Error said, walking back and forth. "What happened to each of them during the fight?"

"Uhhhhh.." Masky thought for a second "Well Horror got beat up to hell, Nightmare ended the fight by putting us to sleep and putting us in here, Dust didn't help at all so I don't know about him." Masky explained, counting on his fingers with each he talked about.

Error sighed as Tumblr recounted Masky's words, "Okay so basically, if Horror got beat up too bad. Then Nightmare would have to heal him, which meannnnnnssssss-" He said holding the word out. "You guys are probably being guarded by Dust. Who is strong, though between me and Ink, we should be able to beat him. We just have to make sure that we don't alert Nightmare."
Error sighed as he grumbled out his words, "I really dont want to deal with him, though it could be fun."

okay okay okay. but how do you sneak in there?
AAAAAAAAAA
Why

"Okay, me and ink will figure this out, you guys can shut up now." Error said, opening his eyes again and looking at Ink. "How do we sneak into Nightmare's castle?" He asked, with a tired and annoyed tone of voice.
Ink jumped off the counter and fiddled with broomy, spinning the paint brush in circles, quickly shooting back at his Destructive counterpart. "You've got portals, don't cha?" Ink chuckled as his eyes went to a question mark and a purple spiral. Ink leaned on the broom like a railing, putting his arms on the top of it and resting his head on his forearms.
"Yes, but we have to avoid Nightmare, and pretty much all of them." Error said, scrunching his shoulders up and sighing.
Ink's calm demeanor immediately went away, "R-right- I forgot about that." Ink chuckled nervously. "But it's alright! I can try and make a portal there! Maybe they have a way to enter now?" Ink suggested as he flipped broomy upright and made a line of ink across the ground. "And in we go-!" Ink spoke as he jumped up and into the portal, but he just landed on it like a regular puddle.
Ink felt a shiver go up his body from his feet as his eyes turned into the purple spirals that have plagued his skull much too often as of late.

"Ink?" Error asked, walking in front of his friend. "Are you okay?"  He asked, worry lacing his voice.
Ink stuck up a thumb, "Just put too much effort into my landing-" Ink said as he regained his composure.
"Well this is an odd predicament, maybe Dream could help-? He can teleport to wherever there is strong emotion... But he's busy doing whatever the guardian of positivity does." Ink sighed as he closed his eyes in slight irritation, the creative skeleton drew a blank, there was nothing coming to mind on what to do.
"We could ask him. Considering this is Nightmare we're dealing with." Error said, bringing his hand up to his chin. "Or we could just try something else... Teleport outside of his castle and find a way in?"
Maybe that suggestion could get them out of this predicament.
Error really hoped it could.